I have loved writing, all the way since I found a companionship in it. And it is always better, as far as I know, to love something not too much. Well, it is practically known that watering too much can kill a plant.
So, since some hiatus, I am here on my chair on a drizzly July morning, trying to write something.
I found the topic but I am not sure how to begin. Maybe we can dissect the topic. I mean, what even is personality?
If personality is defined by the way I am naturally, the aptest word to describe myself would be "quiet". I am a man of few words. Not always though. Sometimes, where I find my niche, I talk a lot. But then, overall, I am a quiet man.
A bit sensitive as well. That was the next word that came to my mind. I know that I should not take things personally and I try not to be overtaken by it. But my heart knows very well that I am often being stung by it. It is no big deal for me though. After all, I am a human.
Let's keep it two for the day. Not all things should be shared.